This world is terrible

Chapter 414 "Lover" (Revised)

at the same time.

At a certain intersection, under a makeshift awning, the officer on duty found a place to lean on, lit a cigarette skillfully, watched the smoke curling from his fingertips, and a breath of foul air slowly exhaled from his nose.

...I'm so tired.

Most of the surrounding residents have already left. Is it time for me to evacuate as well?

He glanced at his phone and saw that there were still no new instructions. He was depressed and could only bring the cigarette to his lips and take a deep puff.

suddenly.

In the darkness in the distance, a light slowly appeared.

The on-duty personnel rubbed their eyes.

At first he thought it was the flashlight of a patrol team, but as time went on, the increasingly clear roaring sound made one fact clear.

A car——

Speeding towards the section of road he is responsible for!

"During this extraordinary period, vehicles are prohibited from passing through this section of road!"

Outside the awning, another on-duty officer quickly raised his horn and warned: "Stop the car immediately and cooperate with the inspection, otherwise..."

"Master of the house."

Inside the car, the dim light from the dial barely illuminated the face of the driver in the main seat. At this moment, he was slightly sideways, asking for instructions from the back seat.

And he got only three short words in response.

"Run it over."

"……Yes."

The driver pressed down.

boom--

"Um?!"

At the checkpoint, when the two officers on duty heard the sudden sound of the accelerator, they thought they had misheard at first.

  How dare anyone defy the regulations at this time?

Do you think your life is too comfortable or do you think your head is harder than peanuts? ?

"you--"

"Get out of the way!"

It's too late, but it's soon.

Before the second warning even had time to exit, the vehicle had already arrived at the simply decorated checkpoint.

  boom!

The dazzling light was so bright that the two officers on duty felt as if their scalps had exploded. They subconsciously threw their bodies into the air and in the blink of an eye they both fell onto the muddy sidewalk.

"Damn it!"

When Director Wang, who was in charge of the Donghai Office, heard the news, he immediately yelled angrily at the person on the other end of the phone.

"How do you do what you do?"

Several subordinates around him looked at each other, wondering what had happened to make him so angry.

“They couldn’t even stop a car!”

"Jingshu's license plate? I don't care where your license plate is! Even if it's JingS66666, I'll still arrest you! Keep chasing!"

  Snapped!

After hanging up the phone, the director continued to mutter: "What a bunch of bastards, they can't even catch up with a car, they might as well go home and eat..."

But as he cursed, the wrinkles on his forehead became deeper and deeper.

Why is he related to Jing Shu at this time?

Others are like pulling out radishes and bringing out mud, which is related to it... I just hope that pulling out radishes will not cause landslides.

"Xiao Zhou, check the license plate immediately and find out who is causing trouble in the East China Sea."

"Yes!"

Xiao Zhou responded and was about to stand up. At this moment, another voice followed him closely: "Director Wang, don't worry."

"we are coming."

  Snapped!

In the corridor, the old man walked into the command room leisurely, and what greeted him were the grim gazes of all the high-level officials of Donghai.

Faced with the dense, burning light that seemed to dissect people inside and out, he was like a bottomless black Vanta, swallowing up all the comers with almost wooden indifference, leaving nothing behind.

"Security——" The confrontation was fruitless, and an officer immediately stood up and called out vigorously, but was stopped by Director Wang with an expressionless face: "No."

“…One of our own.”

"One of our own?"

no answer.

Turning around, Director Wang had a different look on his face, and seemed very surprised: "Uncle Tang?"

"Why didn't you let me know beforehand when you came to the East China Sea? I could prepare for it!"

"Otherwise it would be too estranged. We are all family. Why is it so tense? Haha..."

  After these words came out, the old man did not respond, but others started to whisper:

"The one above?"

"I don't know."

"Even if he is from the General Administration, he has gone too far. He has disregarded the emergency control and is simply lawless. How is this different from taking human life lightly..."

After a series of greetings, seeing that the old man still did not respond, Director Wang was a little embarrassed, but in order to find out the purpose of his visit, he had to continue: "Master Yu, how is your health?"

"I am healthy."

When asked about this, the old man's stiff face finally showed some changes.

He raised his eyelids, glanced at Director Wang inconspicuously, and said slowly: "The head of the family will be here later. If Director Wang has any greetings, it would be more appropriate to convey them directly to me."

"what do you think?"

  I think?

...I feel like shit!

When Director Wang heard that the person would arrive later, he felt a buzzing in his head and he could not hear any sound after that.

"Head of the family" is a rare thing in Kyushu today.

As the economy booms, the family structure of society has begun to change. The traditional large family model is no longer prevalent, resulting in the gradual weakening and even disappearance of this role.

but.

However, there is still a group of people in the temple who still use this outdated structure to maintain the prestige of the clan, holding the keys of power firmly in their own hands, driving the family beast to fight for the nobility of this bloodline, and to grasp the long-term interests. From ancient times to the present, they have never been negligent.

They have a common name.

——Eight.

Legend has it that the history of the Eight Tribes can be traced back to the era of the Human Emperor thousands of years ago. In that battlefield of destiny where the earth sank and the stars disappeared, eight "gods" saved the chaos caused by the death of the Human Emperor and put history back on track one step ahead of the West. Since then, the sun has risen and the moon has set, and the green and yellow have been connected.

Today, family heads no longer need the title of "divine men" who are granted divine power; they already have new titles.

——Eight seats.

The so-called head of the family is one of the eight seats, the helmsman of a branch, the eyes and voice of a huge organization that has been passed down for thousands of years.

And now, this giant beast standing on the vast land of Kyushu has already turned its gaze to the East China Sea.

As the highest person in charge of the local executive bureau, what should Director Wang do?

Tuk-tuk-tuk...

  In the corridor, the sound of leather shoes heels hitting tiles became clearer and clearer, and at the same time, a deep male voice sounded:

"Wang Peng, it seems you have done a good job in the past few months? You are already considered a big shot. It's hard to even see you."

Before I saw the person, I heard his voice first.

This seemingly joking but in fact insulting greeting made Director Wang look embarrassed, but he could only swallow it with dignity and said slowly: "... Dear colleagues, the lover of one of the judges is here, please join me in welcoming him."

"Lover?"

When the others heard this, their joy was immediately evident on their faces.

"There is actually someone coming to the Judgment Seat?"

"Great! The crisis in the East China Sea can be resolved!"

"Quick!"

They rushed out of the command room full of hope, but the scene before them suddenly dampened everyone's enthusiasm.

On the bright tile floor, there was a series of bloody footprints, extending from the corner of the corridor to the front of the command room.

"Ok?"

The man in formal attire stopped and looked at the dumbfounded crowd in front of him. He turned back and confirmed: "...It is quite dirty."

"Let your cleaners sweep it again."

(End of this chapter)